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willow

she breathed heavily, the whiskers on her round face twitching nervously.

her claws were unsheathed, gleaming as if the moon reflected off them.

ebony stood the opposite side of her, back up against the rough bark of a winluf tree.

both their pelts bristled, willow's tail lashed but ebony kept his down.

he couldn't understand why she was fighting him.

a long, serrated gash along his left arm bubbled with dark red blood, that dripped all the way down to his paw.

a chilling breeze swept through, making him wince as the pain became sharper.

the cuts were deep.

and willow didn't look like she'd back down anytime soon.